Kiess: But if you’re asking me if I would like something, those s’mores were enjoyable.

Eli: I’m a sock guy.

Ryan: I guess I could use some guitar picks. Or a new hoodie.

Eli: If you’re asking for more things, then I also want ice cream.

Ryan: You can’t wrap that.

Leon: Mine’s a secret.

Eli: What’s the point in that?! Santa won’t know unless you write your list and send it to him!

Leon: …

Ryan: …

Wildfire: …

Kiess: …

Eli: What?

Ambrosia: Sir Santa…he is a friend of yours? He sounds quite generous if he sends gifts to those who write to him.

Wildfire: Or maybe he’s just a lonely leech, trying to win friends through gifts. I hear he’s a fat, old man. He already sounds like a creep.

Ambrosia: Lady Wildfire, please don’t offend poor Sir Santa.

Wildfire: Why? Is he here? I didn’t realize Kiess was not only Paul Bunyan but Santa in disguise.

Ambrosia: Forgive Lady Wildfire. It may be that she’s tired.

Wildfire: You know, what I’m tired of? You making excuses for what you think is bad manners. It’s confidence. Live with it. Heh, not that you know what that’s like.

Ambrosia: It’s been quite a long evening, hasn’t it? Let’s end the interview here, and you can rest. I’ll happily set up a room for each of you here.

Wildfire: Oh, great.

Ambrosia: I’m glad you’re just as pleased as I am, Lady Wildfire.

[She stands up and approaches the boys.]

Ambrosia: I know it’s cold.

[She pulls off her scarlet shawl and holds it out to them.]

Ambrosia: Here. It isn’t much, but it should be able to offer you at least a little warmth. It’s only big enough for one person – maybe even two – but if you wait here, I’ll try and see if I can find more.

[Ryan looks above their heads and grimaces. ]

Ryan: Uhm…guys…

Leon: Oh?

Eli: !

Kiess: What is that green thing with the red ribbon?

Ryan: Mistletoe. Tis’ the season.

Kiess: What? You guys look upset.

Eli: It’s tradition that when two people meet, they kiss under the mistletoe.

Leon: Yep.

Kiess: Is this a binding law?

Ambrosia: I-It isn’t, right?

Ryan: No. No. No. Nope.

Leon: It’s bad luck to ignore it.

Ambrosia: Um…Sir Leon, you aren’t suggesting…that we…

[ A laugh is heard from the window.]

Rayma: Oh man, that was too funny. I can’t believe you guys were going to do it.

[Kiess rises to his feet. ]

Rayma: Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m also here for the interview. I did get an invitation, but y’all chased me out before I got any questions before. So, I went and put that idiotic plant there for revenge. Hahaha…

[She continues to giggle. As plops down between Ambrosia and Wildfire, the men continue to stare in disbelief .]

Eli: Are we just going to let this slide?

Ryan: Who the h gave her an invitation?

Wildfire: Ambrosia, who did you invite this time? Seriously, what were you thinking?

Ambrosia: I don’t like to see anyone left out?

Wildfire: Why is that a question? Are you even paying attention to who you’re inviting?

Ambrosia: You can be rest assured of that! I’m just taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

Wildfire: If you invited her, then you should have expected that much. Or was it actually Arsenik who gave her an invitation? Getting back at me.

Kiess: Next question to get this over with, please. We have to return to our own worlds, especially her.

Wildfire: That was all the questions I had. It wasn’t even one I cared about. So, buh-bye, Rayma.

Ambrosia: Please wait. Lady Rayma, do you have any friends or family to spend Christmas with?

Rayma: Friends or family? That’s a good one. Seeing as I about kill anyone I come into contact with, that’s a hard no. And I’m not gonna spout that nonsense of “oh I’m ever so lonely on such a magical day” or “I don’t need anyone because I have myself.” It really isn’t that big a deal.

Kiess: She’s jealous because Santa never brings her anything.

Eli: I knew it!

Kiess: And now she is literally the Grinch.

Leon: So you know who the Grinch is, but not Paul Bunyan?

Rayma: As I have studied, this is a useless holiday. It’s fueled by capitalism and commercialism to guilt people into buying gifts. Then it becomes a competition of who loves who more proven by a price tag. Society has brainwashed us into thinking Christmas is all about cheer and good tidings but in reality is hollow and superficial.

Ryan: She is the Grinch…

Ambrosia: Oh, Lady Rayma…it sounds like someone could use the gift of warmth and friendship!

[She holds out her arms to Rayma.]

Wildfire: …Are you serious?

Leon: I wouldn’t do that!

Ryan: You were literally kidnapped earlier by that one.

Rayma: You weirdo freak, I swear…!

[Ambrosia’s arms come around Rayma in a hug.]

[And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say that the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day. And then, the true meaning of Christmas came through…]

Rayma: What the…?

Wildfire: …

Ambrosia: Merry Christmas, Lady Rayma!

Leon: I don’t believe it.

Eli: A real Christmas miracle!

Ryan: Looks like it.

Kiess: I think I like this thing you guys call Christmas.

Rayma: It isn’t that bad…I guess.

Eli: Who would have thought that the night would end so lovely?

Ryan: Is it over yet?

Leon: Then, let’s start with the goodbyes. Thanks for having us.

Kiess: How do I get out of these clothes?

Wildfire: Want to help him with that, Ambrosia?

Ambrosia: Lady Wildfire, that is a poor jest.

Wildfire: What? You like helping people, don’t you?

Eli: It was another crazy adventure! But I’m glad that it happened.

Ryan: At least none of us disappeared forever this time.

Leon: I know I won’t forget this event any time soon. Everyone, together now…

Destiny Voyage Cast: ~ ♥ Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! ♥ ~

Ambrosia: Yes, a very Merry Christmas to you all!

Wildfire: A little slow there, aren’t you?

Ambrosia: Perhaps, but I haven’t heard from you at all, Lady Wildfire.

Wildfire: You’re not going to.

Ambrosia: I think someone else could also use the gift of warmth and friendship.

Wildfire: Get away from me. Don’t you hug me.

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Stay tuned! Tomorrow, the protagonists of War: 13th Day will interview the characters of another amazing English visual novel.